Category Archives: Football

Seedy K’s Feckless Football/ Futbol Folderol

It is a tradition like many others.

Script Ohio.

12th Man.

Rocky Top.

“Another . . . Cards . . . First Down!”

My silly, borderline annoying propensity for alliteration.

And this. Early July. Eschewing the local, family owned bookstore just a few blocks walk away, I drive to the big box emporium in the burbs for the year’s Phil Steele College Football ‘zine.

The 376 page cheat sheet in hand, I then return to my screen and announce in these spaces that, yes, another collegiate football tradition of long standing, shall arrive each Wednesday of autumn.

Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications. Continue reading Seedy K’s Feckless Football/ Futbol Folderol

Hoopaholic’s Gazette: DM, PK, NCAA, WC & BS

So be true to your school now/ Just like you would to your girl (or guy)

OK, maybe the wisdom of Brian Wilson doesn’t have much if anything to do with today’s entry. But I did hear it on the radio today, and the Bard of 60s teen culture was all that and fostered us to become fully Cali in my day. He was deceptively wise.

Plus I’ve been wanting to weigh in on the whole not-so-true-to-his-school Dusty May to Dallas deal.

At least as much as we know.

It’s been what, ten days or so since the word broke that the two year coach of the national champs was deep ditching Ann Arbor to mentor Cooper Flagg and the Dallas Mavericks.

No official word that I’ve seen from the NBA franchise.

Nor from May, though there he was at the Draft, his team grabbing one of his Wolverines with their first pick. Continue reading Hoopaholic’s Gazette: DM, PK, NCAA, WC & BS

Tuesday Sports Snapshots

Instead of twiddling my thumbs in anticipation of a Pat Kelsey presser, which I’m advised by the person in charge of such matters will be/ should be/ might be forthcoming in the near future, I weigh in on some other athletic infused gems from the literally wide world of sports:

Our long national nightmare is over.

Brendan Sorsby is saying sayonara, bidding a sad adieu to his most recent home in the Land of Buddy Holly, Lubbock, Texas, and in a fit of clear thinking, entering the NFL Supplemental Draft. For better, and most probably financially worse.

Bronconagurskius has caused his countenance to shine upon us, and grant us peace.

Cody Campbell, bury the rag deep in your face, now is the time for your tears.

This is frankly the only reasonable — some would say inevitable — solution to this situation. Continue reading Tuesday Sports Snapshots

Pigskin Prattle: Lookin’ Ahead

I don’t always think about football in May. But when I do, I drink Dr. Brown’s Diet Cream Soda. 

Stay thirsty, my friends.

So, yeah, it’s drizzly, as it is most every Memorial Day weekend it seems. Didn’t there used to be a Reggae Fest at the Water Tower that would get rained upon more often than not.

So, an old man turns his back on hoops, for a second anyway, and contemplates the upcoming pigskin campaign.

Which is just 100 days away, give or take a few moon circumnavigations.

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Thinking about the Cards first and foremost.

Jeff Brohm’s got a new contract.

$8 mill a year.

We’ll see if he can get the Cards into the Dandy Dozen Playoff? Continue reading Pigskin Prattle: Lookin’ Ahead

Best Super Bowl Halftimes

From a socio-cultural perspective, the scores of these two Super Bowls matter little.

Except I suppose to the fans in Indy, Chicago, Washington and Buffalo.

In the 2007 game, Peyton’s Colts bested the Bears, 29-17.

In the ’92 game, it was Redskins 37, Bills 24.

The Colts were up 16-14 at halftime in that edition in seriously rainy Miami.

The Skins led 17-0.

But oh my, those two years it was really about what happened while the teams were back in their locker rooms regrouping.

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Best is subjective.

As is Most Favorite.

Most important, or Axis Shifting, not so much.

There’s a clear choice here. Continue reading Best Super Bowl Halftimes

Seedy K’s Peerless Postseason Pigskin Postscript

Angelo Pizzo, you’re on the clock.

And, while we’re waiting, my final tally.

Got the last three of the CFP correct, pushing my hugely winning total for the entire postseason to 17-9. Following a winning percentage of 66% for the regular season

Not bad. Not bad at all.

Of course, I had Indiana winning it all, I’ve been slobbering all over them since the middle of last season.

Yes, the rumors are true. In the corner of my TV room, there’s an homage to You Know Whom, featuring a Curt Cignetti bobblehead.

The ever burning incense is “l’essence du vestiaire du Hoosier.”

So, yeah, I rode this out of nowhere tale to its not really inevitable conclusion.

What a dang ride. Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Postseason Pigskin Postscript

Seedy K’s Peerless Postseason Pigskin Prognostication: Championship

Yes, this screed shall finish with my national title prediction.

But first, the long and winding road to get there. Known in the biz as a tease.

Or filler.

You ever been to an Indiana HS baskeball game?

If not, do yourself a favor and put it on your bucket list. Near the top.

I have. A couple are memorable.

Years ago, a New Albany tilt at Scottsburg. It was a time warp. Back to the days of Miracle Milan and Bobby Plump.

Ten cent popcorn. Fifty cent hot dogs. Twenty five cent Cokes. (Admittedly this was like 25 years ago, but still.)

A 70something guy leading a halftime cheer as he’d done at every Scotties home game since he was a student there. I later learned that he’d also been principal of the school.

Biased refs who whistled the Bulldogs for a foul every time they dared look at a Scottsburg player. Despite having a bunch of guys foul out, NA still won in OT.

The experience was just too quaint.

Been to a Jeffersonville/ New Albany game.

The paradigm of Hoosier Hysteria. Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Postseason Pigskin Prognostication: Championship

Seedy K’s Postseason Pigskin Punditry & Prognostications: Portal &, Picks

Like the whole fraternity house full of signal callers who’ve matriculated through the revolving door of Jeff Brohm’s QB Room at the Schnell Complex then left, two more have bid the Cardinals their fond(?) adieu.

Deuce Adams and Brady Allen have gone veni vidi splitski.

Sayonara, ye former future Johnny U wannabes.

As for who’s got next, seems that Coach B searched through the discount bins at Bargain Supply. Those who might have had former Buckeye Lincoln Kienholz as the next Cardinal TP QB, cash your ticket.

With a few loyalists hangin’ around — thank you Clev Lubin and apparently Isaac Brown — Louisville’s roster is undergoing an almost total makeover.

To the consternation of the fan base.

But, ya know what kids, hate it as we might and do, it’s everywhere, it’s everywhere.

Several sources advise that in the first weekend of the TP, there are 4500 or so DI pigskinners who see greener grass somewhere other than where they are currently enrolled for their higher education.

Love that class at Somewhere Else A&M — English 359: Keats’ Hip Hop Influence.

And you thought a lot of space travelers were morphing intergalactically through the Iconian Gateway.

Pshaw. Beam ’em up, Scotty.

Money Talks, Most Everybody Walks. Continue reading Seedy K’s Postseason Pigskin Punditry & Prognostications: Portal &, Picks

Seedy K’s Peerless Postseason Punditry & Prognostications: CFP Quarter Finals

The CAS is growing faster than July kudzu in Yoknapatawpha County.

Talking about the Cignetti Adoration Society.

It’s not just round here.

Checking in with my NYC pal Courthouse the other night to preplan for our annual sojourn to New Orleans for JazzFest, he told me to be sure to root for Indiana. His son, a master pianist, studied there. Thus his fandom.

“Dude,” I admonished, “your knowledge of geography west of the Hudson remains sketchy. As I’ve advised, Bloomington’s just an hour from Louisville. Lots of kids from here go to IU. Lots of folks jumping on the IU bandwagon.

“Plus I’ve got a serious fanboy crush on Curt Cignetti.”

Then there’s the commenter from somewhere at one of the too many football screeds I have read. He mentioned as how they need to make a rags to riches movie about Indiana’s improbable, incomprehensible leap to the top of the college football universe.

That when it’s made, he says, they need to figure out a way for Gene Hackman to play Cignetti. I’m so sure AI can figure it out.

There could be a product placement scene when Elijah Saratt takes his wideout cronies, Charlie Becker and Omar Cooper Jr., to a Waffle House after a big W.

From “Hoosiers” to “Hoosiers 2: Picket Fence Begats Hook and Ladder.” Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Postseason Punditry & Prognostications: CFP Quarter Finals

Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostication: Assorted Bowls 3

Never was able to get into “Mad Men” when it started streaming. Seemed kind of forced, artificial almost.

But I’m giving it another shot. Have watched first episode. Will advise.

It does have me thinking in the context of bowl season about marketing and advertising and PR.

And how the future of non-CFP bowls will depend on whether others can replicate what the brilliant folks behind the Pop Tarts Bowl* have done.

*Which about ten sponsors ago started out as the Blockbuster Bowl. Cue the South Park memory of when Randy bought the video store.

Dousing the winning coach with a humongous glop of mayo . . . meh . . . a one trick pony, an image that only needs be seen once.

Winning team eating a big bowl of baked beans? A double dipping nightmare even if it’s in a warm clime. Snoop “He’s everywhere, he’s everywhere” Dogg catching a touchback kickoff in the endzone? Moderately amusing.

But watching the victorious BYU Cougars decide which pastry mascots get slotted in the world’s biggest toaster thus turning them into edible Pop Tarts, with the portly coach stuffing a whole down the gullet in a single gulp,

then explaining/ advising he has a few more pounds to gain before his New Year’s resolution?

Priceless.

It works. Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostication: Assorted Bowls 3